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Thursday, 31 January 2013

It's a new jeer

Howdy-ho my lovelies!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (one month later)....

How has everyone's breaks been? mine was sober.

so….soooo….. sober.

Now that I command my own mini starship it seems that I was
designated to navigate every overfed or drunk relative around this xmas
break.I had to make up for it with
loads of drinking binges during after work Fridays.I still have not caught up.

That having been said, I still had a great time, even if I
only got three days off.

I spent Boxing Day playing this video on repeat to get my
nephew to sleep.He eventually decided
to watch the Dr Who xmas special with us but by then, the damage was done and I
was doing a spooky dance for three hours.

My Xmas card exchange was a small but great success.I received some really awesome exchange gifts
and awesome cards.Amongst them are some
EPIC amigurumi figurines made by Liz from the lovely blog Epic x Cloth, all the
way in fair Netherlands.

left to right (clockwise): An amazing bag from fellow crafter friends from their trip to the US (IT'S FUCKING RABBIT!!!)
Cast of a dragon bust made by the preposterously talented Anthony Watkins
Original Print by old friend and artist extraordianire Joumana
Adorable Zombie Lolita and blue cutie from the amazing Liz C at Epic x Cloth
Adorable Japanese fabric make-up bag from my best friend in Brisbane
My poor toppled golden portal turret - it has no friends
Dia De Los Muertos Calavera candle holder from my bday stash
An adorable leather bird cutout from my former classmate from Mexico (note: she is also an up and coming animator - check out a recent project she worked on!)
The funniest Christmas Elf card you will ever encounter from Canada.
Whoa - that's a long run down.

Also, some of the gifts I got as support for sponsoring some
up and coming artists arrived over the break.I am so overwhelmed with how beautiful they are that I have no idea what
to do with myself – maybe open a museum or something, a really small one that
mostly showcases dog-eared copies of my huge Terry Pratchett book
collection.

Arting has smashed its may into my crowded life like no
one's business.This is freaking
pleasing to me and anyone who is sick and tired of me posting useless things on
Facebook regarding leggings and general rants about trains.

my sort of worktable...shelf...free space to put stuff on...

progress shots!!! pretty macro

I have also cut down on my Facebook consumption in an
attempt to get my life back – in the sense that my life shouldn't be fined by
excessive likes of shared pictures and me getting obsessed over photos of
someone's hair.

I wish I could have this video hanging over me like a triumphantly joyous cloud....

These two conventions are going to be the summit of my
achievements.I will tell my
grandchildren about this – the weekend I hard-cored it through Sydney's biggest
con and how I totally grind through Australia's biggest gaming con of the year.

Well, that's the plan anyway.In truth, I think some sensible shoes and
large amounts of Doritos will happen, but I would like to imagine that the
shoeing and the crunching will be EXTREME.

The year has started off really well though, I rediscovered
my love for the original X-men animated series and having an Evening with Neil
Gaiman, which included a preview, unproofed copy of the first three chapters of
his new book.

Let me just say, like Turian voices; Neil Gaiman's voice
makes sparkly tingly things happen in the pit of my belly.Except – he can't sing.It was awkward and cute in ways I couldn't imagine
possible.Like watching koalas do it,
or something (disclaimer: I have never seen koalas do it, and I never want to
see that shit. Ever)

I am also doing healthy sports things! SCIENTIFIC MIRACLE!
The swimming pool and I have reacquainted thanks to some awesome neighbours who
take me with them to the Sydney Olympic Aquatic Centre for some not so hard
core laps.I like to think of this as
pre-training for the Starfleet Academy because damnit, I really do need to shape
up.

Also – my computer is being pimped out upgraded,
hopefully, hopefully,
with tremulous, fragile anticipation, I can finally:

PLAY SKYRIM. - TAKE THAT POSGRAD UNI COURSE!

and finish Borderlands.Aaaaaand, if I am feeling particularly bored, Dragon Age 2 (but let's be
realistic, I wont finish a game I hate).But I will most likely go on a Witcher spree because
OMGTHATGAMEISSOAWESOME!!!!!!

Also – I just learned that one of the OST songs for DA:
Origins was by that dude who has that band and sort of made out with Foul-mouth
Farrell in that TERRIBLE movie; Alexander.

I only remember his name because its associated with the
poor Greek goddess who got buggered by Zeus and later bitched upon by Hera.
Jared motherfucking (as in Zeus was the mother fucker I guess) Leto.

I was going to put some sort of picture here, but I actually care for your health and will therefore desist in my posting of whatever amusing Jared Leto picture i could find. Because after having a quick search, there is no meme that could make him amusing. sorry cute boy.

Yeah, I have no idea who 30 Seconds to Mars is.Does it matter? not really, Mr Leto needs to
calm down with the yelling and the agonised puppy look and give me my eyeliner
back.

I am so out of touch.Are they an emo band? what is the hype nowadays anyway? can you even
have an emo band? is that even a thing?

Also – If this entry is published before January ends
(unlikely) – then I will still be writing my final assessment for my current
course, and not wasting time reading romantic fanfiction of MaleShepard and Garrus doing cloyingly adorable lovable things and someother stuff.

Of course, if this entry has even been published in the first place, it also means I
am still alive.

Therefore if you too are still alive, I would love to know
what you are up to in the new year.

Also – I have developed a strange unfounded affection for
Fantastic 4 thanks to reading the first two volumes of Future Foundation.This is extremely weird and I want you to
share with me this sense of awkward.

I even started to like Spiderman... this is really, really weird.

To get you in the mood, please feel moist and fluffy and
lovely by watching Stephen Fry talk about his glory.And by glory, I mean pervy enchantingness.